You have eaten my nose
entirely,
the whole of it nibbled and gnawed
by your toothless grin
slobber kissing my face.
I do not extract you
from this display of drool
until I really, really must.
Holding tight
to all these small, soggy moments.
You have eaten my nose
entirely,
the whole of it nibbled and gnawed
by your toothless grin
slobber kissing my face.
I do not extract you
from this display of drool
until I really, really must.
Holding tight
to all these small, soggy moments.
What a cutey. The toothless time is so short, enjoy it while you can.
Wonderful moments, now I’m missing my own adult kids as babies!
Nice work, Carol!
Awww… baby slobbers are the only ones that are easy to endure. Well, there are puppy kisses too.
This is lovely. What a special moment you’ve captured.
Moments to cherish, even when sloppy.
Lovely poem.
Hold tight to those moments.
Precious. I am also holding tight to each of these moments.
Baby kisses and slobber – lovely!
Ha! A unique voice there….very nicely done…
OMG. Carol… this is just wonderful.
-David
I love the title – Slobber Chops
So, so cute and lovely.
Cute poem! Memories to remember… 🙂
I love it… and I am glad it’s a cute baby slobbering.
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